I keep building bridges with the speck of a new found hope
I take tentative steps and smile but they turn away from me
I still hold on to that hope and move forward
But they keep burning bridges and i fall
I dust my knees as i get up and build new ones
But i fall over and over again as my smile gets dimmer n dimmer
I wish they hold my out stretched hand and see me beyond the facade of a monster
But the bridges keep crumbling and i loose hope over n over again
I'm just afraid that one day I'll crumble with the bridges and only ashes will remain
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A/N: I wrote this after reading PrinceKenzie story Building Bridges. I love your story PrinceKenzie!
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